Cranston For Hire [Open!]

[morphitudinous]

It was once again time for Billy to assess the progress being made in this seemingly endless war with tasks and deadlines. So far, reorganization of the Engineering department was about 25% complete. Not terrible for a day's work, but he could certainly do better. Several projects were stalled pending discussion from the involved parties. His social time and interactions with the Rangers had taken a hit due to all of this.

Though he was following his orders to take more resting time during the day and having fun with Ronnae on many of the nights, nothing stopped him from taking on more than enough work to fill the compressed schedule.

Today's work: Supervising the new structure and performing odd jobs around the ship. Repairs were going well in the hangar, Neuropathy needed to be left alone, infrastructure was busy in the City. He visited wherever he could and lent a hand to each, struggling to find time for what he wanted to do in secret: move his personal belongings to his girlfriend's house.

As Billy wandered back and forth throughout the day, a stuffed backpack always accompanied him. Throughout the day, the loaded-down teenager made trips between a number of places on the upper levels and a particular house in the City. Distracted as he was with the constant juggling of omnicom, comm ring, tools, and items, he eventually wore himself out.

Where he ended up shouldn't be a surprise: in the city park, fast asleep, sprawled across an assortment of odd items. Somehow, he'd note when he woke up, he doubted this was what had been meant by the recommendation for 'personal time'.

((ooc: The two location tags basically mean you can catch him anywhere: asleep with shiny stuff to steal or rushing back and forth between the different areas of the ship. Just make a note of where you found him.))

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[ronnae.livejournal.com]

Ronnae had taken a liking to the park, specially since things at Engineering had been in somewhat of a disarray and she'd been asked to hold on some of her projects while things settled down. She'd find a spot in the part and either relax with some pilfered books from one of the many buildings in the city, or play her flute. Today she carried her precious metallic blue case as was happily looking for a spot to settle down.

Not too long after she spotted a familiar figure. First she looked at his form curiously before noticing who it was, and almost instantly a shy happy smile crossed her features. She got close and looked down affectionately at her boyfriend. Boyfriend, that word still felt so strange to say and still so satisfying. He looked so peaceful and a bit comical with the slew of items around him. He had afterall been working hard trying to keep his moving in a secret. Not that she blamed him.

She got close, her ponytails swaying onto his body and tickling his face. What made her feel so at ease around him and make her do things she wouldn't normally do was still beyond her. But it didn't matter at the moment. She impulsively leaned closer and pressed an affectionate kiss against his lips, a soft hand caressing his and moving it up to meet hers.

[morphitudinous]

That hair brushing the sleeping Billy's face was almost enough to wake him on its own. His nose twitched when it was tickled, almost like a rabbit's.

What did cause him to fully stir was the kiss. His eyes opened, taking a moment to adjust to the green and red filling his vision. After taking a second to confirm that it was Ronnie, he gave her a quick and playful kiss while squeezing her hand.

It would take another second for the reality of the compromising situation to set in.

[ronnae.livejournal.com]

She moved back with a noticeable blush and settled in a comfortable sitting position next to him. She smiled shyly and looked away a bit embarrassed remembering where they were, but she was plenty sure they were alone right? "Long d-day? Has to be for you to be falling asleep." She tilted her head and laughed lightly. "Looks like you're still moving stuff then?"

The Park

[ron-factor.livejournal.com]

Ron, in a fit of boredom, had decided to take a walk in the City Park. While his mind was considering finding a nice spot to practice katas, he nearly tripped over the sleeping Billy. Considering whether or not to wake him up, he came to a decision he was probably going to regret. Wandering off again, he came back with a pail of water, the contents of which he proceeded to dump on Billy's head.

[morphitudinous]

Well, that was a rude awakening.

Billy sputtered and jerked, turning on his hands and knees to hack the water out and make an attempt at drying his glasses on his shirt. When they were clear, he looked up.

"Good afternoon, Ron," Billy greeted none-too-happily. "What brings this on?"

[potentialmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Honestly? I had to do something to wake you up, and I thought it'd be funny."

Corridors

[8wings.livejournal.com]

Anwei kept meaning to introduce herself to Billy Cranston - after all she has been working in his department (at least one corner of it) for some time now, but she never seemed to get around to it.

But here she was, in one of the corridors, and she couldn't help but notice that Mr. Cranston was walking in the opposite direction while balancing far too many things in his hands, plus reading from his omnicomm and coming perilously close to walking into people.

"Anything I can help with, sir?" she offered.

[morphitudinous]

Billy jumped at the sound of the voice, dropping one or two of his datapads. "It's all right, I'll take this more slowly," he said in a rush, scrambling to pick up the bits and pieces and place them in a pile. "And you can call me Billy, everyone does. You're Anwei, right?" he finally remembered from the comm conversations he'd witnessed.

[8wings.livejournal.com]

Anwei crouched as well, her knees folding to the side in a twisted pose that she somehow made look comfortable. "Or at least take time to put more things in pockets," she suggested, quickly ferreting out some small bits of screen that were stuck in Stacy's grooved - skin, she supposed.

"Anwei, yes. I wanted to tell you how impressed I was with your inventory database, Billy. I do - did - data management for a living, and it's really a pleasure to work with a program that's so intuitive to use."

SOMEWHERE!

[andyallgrownup.livejournal.com]

Andy grinned as he walked by Billy. "Hey, how've you been?" he said, waving over to the other man. Andy had been busy spending his time training as usual, so he hadn't gotten to see Billy much lately.

[morphitudinous]

"Andy," Billy couldn't help but smile. Blue Rangers, they had an interesting sort of bond. Caught off guard by the rare opportunity to talk to him, he set his things down.

"I just returned from another mission, but this one didn't involve any combat on my side," he said with satisfaction. "What have you been up to?"

[andyallgrownup.livejournal.com]

Andy smiled. "Training mostly. Not that much to do, really," he said. "How'd that mission go? I heard that it... well, involved marriage somehow?"

[makeherblue]

At some point, Billy was joined by the Doctor, who was also jogging. He thought he'd seen a flash of an otter tail but so far he hadn't any luck with it. Maybe the animal hadn't made it this far, which was...probably a good thing. After all, it didn't seem to care much for Marco's face, so he didn't want it to go seeking out the human for Round 2. The Doctor caught up to Billy, jogging easily and not the least out of breath: call it a mixture of good endurance and doing this sort of thing more than was probably healthy.

"Good morning! Or afternoon; something like that, you know what I mean. Busy day?" The Doctor glanced over at his backpack. "Need help?"

[morphitudinous]

How did the Doctor have so much energy? Billy stared in amazement, filing away another mystery that would likely never be solved. Not that Billy couldn't run like that: he could, at some other time, not weighed down by the various wooden fixtures and repair items he was delivering.

"The busiest of the week so far. I've been making deliveries between checking each of the new subdepartments, and no Points A and B on this ship are conveniently close together. It's always a long hike, but at least I'm almost done with this leg of the trip."

He shifted the large bag of wooden knobs in his arms. "I'm delivering to my house, but after this I think I need a water break. Before the tentacles decide to enforce one on me."

Billy glanced warily at the 'sky' ceiling, hoping nothing of the sort would assault him over the five block trip. "I think I can manage a few more blocks."

[makeherblue]

The Doctor peered over at the bag of knobs. Right, good point -- enforced break by tentacle might not be that pleasant. The Doctor made a deft movement like he was going to try to pluck the bag of wooden knobs out of Billy's arms, thinking the fella could use some help when he was starting to get red in the face.

"Rather surprising this ship doesn't have more teleports. Or teleporty things," he added, because there had been the way to the hangers which hadn't quite been a teleport but had been considerably faster than walking. Or jogging, like Billy here. "No one else in the department could help you?"

All right, so it wasn't very science-oriented. And there didn't seem to be much in the way of tinkering or jiggery-pokery (which he would have expected Kaylee and Billy to be involved with; Jamie, not so much). So maybe he could see why Billy didn't have any assistants. Still, a good jog never hurt anyone, had it? The Doctor kept up with Billy, not exactly puffing away.

Park

[nokosi.livejournal.com]

Nokosi yawned loudly and stretched as he and Fontaine strolled leisurely though the Park. Despite how intelligent the wolf was, he was still a creature of nature and often complained that he should be surrounded by it far more often than not.

It was there that they came upon Billy; fast asleep with not a care in the world at the moment. The elf observed the teen for awhile, watching as his chest slowly rose and fell with every breath. He shuffled forward, his gaze turning to all the objects that lay around Billy as the wolf huffed, annoyed.

"Something wrong...?" Nokosi murmured as he began picking through the assortment of objects. "More than usual, I mean."

The beast walked up to Billy and eyed him as if the boy presented some sort of danger, sleeping as he was.

"Nothing." he replied. "I just don't like him."

"Why? A good reason this time?" the elf whispered, distracted. Did this thing bend that way? It--oh. He hoped that piece was supposed to come off like that.

"There's something highly annoying about him and I'm-"

"Jealous?" Nokosi breathed, cutting him off.

Jealous? What a bastard that elf was, sometimes! He'd show him jealous.

The hunter jumped up, startled as the wolf suddenly howled loudly; right there next to the resting Billy.

[morphitudinous]

There was a reason, Billy would note after a few minutes of wakefulness, that wake-up calls on Earth were usually performed by roosters and not wolves. That reason, of course, being the unbearable ringing in his ears.

The human yelped, rolled away from Fontaine, and clumsily rose up on his knees while scrambling for the morpher. Once he found it, it was held out in front of him.

Billy's tension tied knots in his stomach, not abating until he spotted Nokosi. "What in the world is going on?"

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

Katara had been already starting to make her rounds to the hotel: there was a lot t plan, and there were times where it was hard to find Beastboy, but she knew that she'd find him soon enough. What she did NOT expect was to find Billy fast asleep in the city.

Katara, who was usually feeling pretty lenient, tapped Billy on the head, giving him the look of death.

[morphitudinous]

Billy enjoyed those last few seconds of being oblivious to his impending doom.

That tap clued him in. It wasn't the splash of a prankster, or the kiss of his girlfriend, or the shaking of a concerned friend. Just a tap. Prelude to his doom.

He stirred slowly, his eyes taking a few seconds to register who was glaring at him. "...I can explain this."

[bonnypiperlad]

"Billy! Hey Billy!" That would be Jamie, who, having successfully managed to spot his friend, is now jogging along the corridor in an effort to try and catch up. "Wait up, will ye?"

Once he gets there, he gives Billy a crooked smile, and nods at the armful of stuff Billy is carrying with him. "There ye are. I was wondering where ye had gotten off to today. Do ye need help with that?"

[morphitudinous]

"Okay," Billy calls back, patiently waiting for Jamie. He could spare a few moments for his friend.

"I've been running back and forth between our new departments," Billy explains, indicating the first datapad on his belt. "We seem to have ironed out most of the issues, so it's just a last minute check."

As for the load? "It's smaller than the last one, it should be fine."

He's strangely reluctant to tell Jamie what the loads being carried were for, but the items bundled in his arms might give it away. Engineering rooms don't usually require pillows and blankets.

Sleeping Billy will not be asleep soon.

[thewunderkind]

The advantages to not being overly responsible for anything. Lash enjoyed the freedom she got on the ship; unlike being stuck in Black Hole forced to come up with things, she had grown attached to this new-found lack of responsibility that allowed her to go (mostly) wherever she wished. As long as she didn't blow anything up (in theory).

She had noticed Billy sleeping on the bench but, hadn't dared to wake him up. At least not yet. Not when there were so many things to steal I mean uh borrow close to him! Unfortunately, Lash still had problems with stealth, at least not in costume. So in an attempt to sneak and make a grab for the fancy gadgets around him to be able to study them, she instead tripped on nearby gravel and plummeted on the ground close by.

Smooth.

[morphitudinous]

Crash.

Billy was jostled by the sound and resultant thump, jerking and falling over...onto Lash. Surprised by the collision, he blinked and found himself staring into a familiar afro. It was a nice afro, but why was he so close to it?

After a moment, he realized where he was and scrambled to sit up. "Are you all right, Lash?"

[hack-rat.livejournal.com]

Alex usually went to make one of the Parks from New York, when he wanted a park, but he was already by the Outsider's place, and decided that real grass would be a nice change.

What he didn't expect was to find Billy there too. What he expected even less as the haphazard way in which he was sprawled on the ground. That was something he expected a lot more from himself. Alex sat down next to his friend, considering waking him, but sitting turned into laying and laying turned into sleeping.

At least Alice was still awake, and once Alex was totally asleep, she went over to Billy to see if he would play instead.

[morphitudinous]

Billy felt an odd sort of tickling on him as he slept. At first, he reacted with just a nose twitch, hoping the odd sensation would go away so that he could continue to sleep. It persisted though, crawling on his hand and settling on his chest. As he breathed, the small added weight became more and more noticeable, and eventually Billy was forced to open his eyes.

At first he saw nothing but the sky above him, but the weight was still there. He cautiously placed a hand over it to keep it upright. lifting himself enough to see...

"...Alice? What are you doing here?" Not that he expected an answer from a rat.